What happens on the tour bus. Stays on the tour bus (Ziall, Larry and Lilou)

The Shower

(Harry POV)

Our concert tonight was insane! We all sang perfectly, the dancers were perfect and there were no mistakes made at all! Oh and the best part was that Liam didn't pull my pants down on stage. Once we finished our set list, we said goodbye and left the stage. As soon as we left we got hauled out of the building through the back and thrown onto the bus. No one said anything to us. They just got us out and on the bus. This happens a lot. Especially if we are in a rush to get to the next city.

We're all sitting on the couches. Talking about the concert and laughing like we do after every concert. Liam looked at me and started laughing.

“ Why are you laughing? Am I funny to you?” I say in a sassy tone, trying to hold back my laughter.

“ I’m laughing because during your solo I almost pulled down your pants, but then I thought I’d give you a break. Better stay on the other side of the stage from me next show, Styles.” After he said this all of the other boys started laughing.

They like to mess with me, pulling down my pants on stage and such. It’s happened countless times and I bet there will be many more pranks pulled on me in the future.

We kept on laughing and talking for about another half hour. We talked about our favorite concerts so far, craziest experiences and a lot of other stuff. There was a silence for a few seconds, and Zayn jumped at the chance to start up a conversation.

“ So Harry, who are you interested in?” Everyone looks over at me, leaning their heads onto their palms looking very intrigued. I sat in silence. Thinking about how I would answer while Louis was in the room. I couldn’t. No one could knows I am attracted to him. I don’t have a crush on him I swear, but I am interested in him…

“ I’m interested in a lot of people.” I said confidently.

“ Yeah, but who specifically?” My eyes flickered to Louis, then back at Zayn. His eye brow lifts, in confusion and curiosity. Shit. Zayn saw me look at him. Shit. Shit. Okay I just need to cover it up and it’ll be fine. I look at Louis again and talk.

“ Well Louis has said before that he thinks I should get with a Victoria’s Secret model. Right Lou?” I said smiling at him.

“ Yeah, right, I remember that.” His voice is quiet and avoids my eyes when he speaks. He seems kind of… sad. Why would he become sad all of the sudden? It’s not like Louis to be sad at all. I look to Zayn and smile.

“ So I guess I’m interested in Cara Delevingne. “ Liam whistles and everyone starts laughing, except for Louis. After about a minute of us still conversating about Cara, he stands up.

“ I’m going to bed, Mates. Night. “ He slightly smirks and walks to his bunk. Avoiding my eye contact completely, he acted like I wasn’t even there. What the hell was his problem?

“ Yeah mates I’m getting pretty tired too. I’ll see you guys in the morning.” I say as I stand up and walk to the bathroom.

I close and lock the door behind me. I pulled a towel out of the cabinet and set it in the sink.

I pulled off my shirt and threw it on the ground. I unhooked my belt and unbuttoned my pants, letting them drop off of my legs. I pulled back the shower curtain, turned it on and got in.

The water was so warm. I loved showers. They were the most relaxing thing after a long day and a concert.

I wonder what was wrong with Louis? Maybe he was jealous that I was talking about Cara. No. He's dating Eleanor he wouldn't be interested in another girl, he's not like that. Maybe something happened with Eleanor. No. He was fine before I brought up Cara. Well... Maybe he liked me? No. He would never like me. No matter how much I wanted him he'd never want me. He doesn't play for that team. I mean, I don't either... Do I? I've thought I was straight for my whole life. Louis is just... Different. He's perfect. His eyes are the most beautiful shade of green I've ever seen. His hair is so soft and fluffy. I love watching him do his hair, he always looks so concentrated and intense. His body is...wow. I wish I had his body. He's just, anything anyone could ever want.

I break my train of thought and look down. Holy shit I'm hard! Thinking about Louis made me hard! Oh god I'm gay. Or bi... I don't know but I now clearly know that I'm attracted to boys.

I hesitate and grab my dick, holding it in my right hand. Why am I doing this? Right, I'm testing to see if I really am attracted to Louis. I gripped it harder and started moving my hand up and down, moving the skin. I let out a sigh that soon turns into a moan. I go faster and faster, still thinking about Louis and imagining his face. I imagine its him who is stroking me off and not myself. I moan again, loudly and lean slightly and rest my back on the cold tile walls. I go fast and slow, mixing up the speeds. It feels so good. I can't help but arch my back against the wall and moan louder. With Louis's face still in my mind, I close my eyes and go faster. He's the only thing on my mind. God I want him so bad. I NEED him.

" Oh god Louis, YES!" I yell a little bit to loud. I stop and cover my mouth. Oh my god I swear if anyone heard that I'm ruined. I can't believe that just happened. I stand in disbelief. I just jacked off to the thought of Louis... And it actually felt good.

I turn off the shower and wrap the towel around my waist. I pick up my clothes off the floor. I don't want to walk out of here. What if someone had heard me? Do you know how awkward that conversation would be? Especially if Louis heard me. I take a deep breath and open up the door.